Preacher, Preacher (исполнитель: Atrophy)
Preacher tell me no lies Send me more money Or else I will die You go to church every day Trying to find god So you give them your pay I'll tell you evil Yet I do no wrong Chapter fifteen Let's sing another song Have my own show Even make videos Just more money To stick up my nose [bad word] ) He's not afraid to lie Greed is the reason why My wife's recovering from coke I buy it for my family But I'll never go broke [bad word] for help they say You take their money And you send them away I have a few billion Not much to me I need a lot more Thanks to my greed Have fourteen houses And fifteen cars Lay back in my mansion And watch people starve